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The Two Wolves Inside of Us
Monday. 10.9.06 9:53 am
An old Indian Grandfather said to his grandson who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice........

"Let me tell you a story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy.

It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times."

He continued......

"It is as if there are two wolves inside me;
One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all round him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way. He saves all his energy for the right fight.

But the other wolf, ahhh!

He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason.

He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger, for his anger will change nothing.

Sometimes it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."

The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked...

"Which one wins, Grandfather?"

The Grandfather smiled and quietly said......

"The one I feed."

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Sunday. 10.8.06 10:53 pm
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Sunday. 10.1.06 9:53 pm

Begitu berat melangkah
Melihat kau bersamanya
Adakah aku yang salah
Atau hanya helah saja

Ku masih mencintai diri kamu
Biar kau menjauh
Ku rindu ...

Kau bagaikan udara
Yang membantu aku
Untuk terus hidup
Di atas dunia
Tanpamu ku lemah
Pasti aku tak berdaya
Kerna kau maha karya cinta..

Biarpun kau tidak mahu menerima kasih daku
Ku kan setia bersamamu
Sehingga ke akhir waktu..

Ku masih menyayangi diri kamu
Biar kau berlalu
Ku rindu ...

Kau bagaikan udara
Yang membantu aku
Untuk terus hidup
Di atas dunia
Tanpamu ku lemah
Pasti aku tak berdaya
Hanya engkau maha karya

Kau takkan dapat aku lupakan
Kerna engkau daku kupuja cinta kita
Mengajar aku erti bahagia
Temanilah ku semula


Dengarlah pesanan daku..
Yang akan terus menunggu..


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Heart Again..hemm..
Thursday. 9.28.06 10:09 am

Surat dari Rachel untuk Farel

Farel sahabatku..

Aku menulis surat ini sambil mengenang persahabatan kita yang penuh dengan kegembiraan dan tawa. Sejak kecil, main basket bersama-sama, berlari-larian di kaki bukit, kau membuatkan aku mahkota indah dari dedaunan. Semua itu terlalu indah untuk kukenang. Persahabatan kita begitu dekat.

Sampai tiba saatnya kamu jatuh cinta pada Luna. Sulit sekali kujelaskan bagaimana perasaanku. Aku gembira melihat kamu bahagia. Tapi.. entah kenapa aku juga tiba-tiba merasa merasa kehilangan. Kadang aku cemburu, karena kamu nggak punya waktu lagi untukku

Sungguh aku sangat terpukul ketika dokter bilang kakiku harus diamputasi. Tanpa kaki, aku nggak akan bisa lagi main basket sama kamu, sambil tertawa berkejaran dalam hujan

Pada akhirnya aku menyadari. Aku nggak ingin kehilangan kamu, Farel. Tapi saat perpisahan itu pasti akan datang juga. Karena aku tahu, kamu sangat mencintai Luna, dan suatu saat nanti kamu akan menikahinya.

Aku nggak mau ada kata-kata perpisahan di antara kita, Farel. Untuk itulah aku memutuskan untuk mendonorkan hatiku pada Luna. Dengan hati yang ada di tubuh Luna, maka aku bisa terus mendampingi kamu, Farel. Bahkan sampai kamu menikah dan punya anak.

Melalui hatiku yang kudonorkan di tubuh Luna, aku bisa terus bersamamu. Melalui hati yang kini ada di tubuh Luna, dengan cara itu aku mencintaimu...

From www.kafegaul.com

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What Goes Around, Comes Around.
Monday. 9.25.06 10:21 pm
hat goes around, comes around.......

He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so .. was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him.

Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and! God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me." He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps.

The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her! wet hair. she had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill.

The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she

noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too.

Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay ! me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you." Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard..

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."

There is an old saying "What goes around comes around."

Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.

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Thursday. 9.21.06 10:50 am
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